The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"boom--"

That's enough!!!

Liang Rumeng screamed and slapped the mirror.

Fortunately, the mirror was of good quality; otherwise, there would have been real bloodshed.

"No..."

"No..."

She seemed to have all her strength drained away, and squatted down, hugging her arms.

Tears fell onto the floor tiles.

a drop.

Another drop.

The viewers in the live stream couldn't sit still any longer.

"Holy shit!"

"The buff is fully stacked!!!"

"Old Master Yan! You absolutely mustn't touch this! You won't be able to expel it!!"

"It's not just that I can't poop! I had a relationship with one that almost dragged me down with him!"

"It took two or three years for them to recover!"

"Speaking of which, the fact that Ancestor Yan showed signs of aversion so early on, doesn't that indirectly demonstrate our ancestor's incredibly keen sense of smell?"

"Ancestor Yan: Hey! I can tell you're not human at first glance!"

"No, how can you people upstairs talk about others like that?"

"What's wrong with being from a single-parent family?"

"Does that mean kids from single-parent families don't deserve to date?"

"That girl already had a tough life, why treat her like this?"

"Hehe...you can imagine it."

"You tried so hard to pull her out, but she had already written the ending in her heart."

When she's hot, she treats you like your only one, clinging to you, testing you, and demanding that you prove a hundred times that she won't leave.

"Once you get close, she starts to avoid you, becomes cold, and stops explaining herself."

"You're always wondering which word you said wrong or which thing you didn't do well."

"Your kindness is not the answer for her, it's a test."

"You give her ten points, she takes two, and uses the remaining eight to prove: See, no one will love me forever."

"Finally, you were so tired you wanted to leave, and she said with red eyes: 'See, I knew it all along, you never loved me!'"

"Damn, I love your mom!"

"And the most despairing thing about this thing isn't that it's bad."

"She didn't do anything wrong, but she's in pain herself, and she drags you into the pain too."

"Learn to love yourself before you love others!"

This comment was posted.

The scrolling speed in the live stream has slowed down considerably.

Those who were just making a fuss were momentarily speechless.

Because this sounds more like something that actually came out of there than something made up.

The video quickly switched back to the private room.

This finally brought the audience's attention back.

"Hey~ Big Eyes."

"Why is Xiaoshu ignoring me?"

Old Wang was holding his phone, standing very close to Yan Cong.

On the screen is a chat box.

Small book.

Her online boyfriend.

Yan Cong listened for a while and roughly understood.

This young man will be a groomsman at noon.

I was too busy to reply to messages.

Then this idiot in front of me kept sending messages and making phone calls.

Now she's even coming over to ask herself why people aren't paying attention to her.

Yan Cong felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the string of green bubbles.

Really...

Terrible.

He Yan Cong is willing to remain single for life.

I wouldn't date a girl like that!

This is really going to kill me!

"Say it!"

Old Wang had drunk quite a bit of alcohol and was feeling dizzy, so he collapsed onto Yan Cong.

Yan Cong froze on the spot.

He held his hands in mid-air, unsure whether to push or not.

I was completely at a loss.

"Wang Meifen!!!"

At the entrance to the restroom.

Liang Rumeng had just come out when she saw this scene.

The string in her mind snapped.

"Ahhhhh—"

"What are you doing?!"

She rushed over, grabbed Old Wang, and pulled him up, her eyes red with anger.

Old Wang was being pulled around unsteadily by her, and he was still groaning under his breath.

"Waaaaah!"

"Xiaomeng, Xiaoshu doesn't love me anymore... Waaaaah..."

"..."

Liang Rumeng was so angry that her voice trembled.

"So, you fucking came to steal my boyfriend, huh?"

"Do you still want it...?"

"that."

Yan Cong spoke at this moment, his voice very calm.

"She was just drunk and came to ask me why her boyfriend was ignoring her."

That's all.

Liang Rumeng's fire suddenly stopped.

"Oh, I see..."

She stood there, her face flushed and pale.

I want to explain something else.

But Yan Cong had already turned his head away, picked up his wine glass, and taken a sip.

Liang Rumeng pursed her lips and silently sat back down beside him.

The music was still playing in the private room.

Floral shirts and Lao Zhong have been singing about love from "Later" to "I Will Love You Till I Die".

They're all incredibly reckless.

Liang Rumeng looked at the fruit plate in front of her for a while.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she picked up another piece of cantaloupe.

My fingers are shaking a little.

She held the cantaloupe to Yan Cong's lips, her voice so soft it was almost drowned out by his singing.

"That...that one."

"Have some fruit."

Yan Cong paused for a moment.

He looked down at her face, which was illuminated by the neon lights.

Her eyes were still red, filled with expectation and the panic of fear of rejection.

Yan Cong originally wanted to change the subject.

But for some reason, her mouth moved first.

He opened his mouth and took the piece of cantaloupe.

Liang Rumeng was stunned.

The next second, her eyes lit up a little, and she quickly poked another piece and brought it to his mouth.

That careful and ingratiating demeanor softened Yan Cong's hardened heart.

in the corner.

Old Wang, who seemed to be completely drunk and unconscious, quietly opened one eye.

Seeing this, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

He sighed inwardly.

"Oh, sister, sister."

"I've sacrificed so much for your love."

"If you don't give me a big red envelope from now on, this won't be over."